Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 403 I Will Repay It All
Zhuang Muchi's tugging heart was lifted up just now, and when he heard Cangyu's words, he almost gasped.

She glanced at Cang Yu's playful eyebrows, and said angrily, "What time is it, and you are still joking with your mother, why don't you go and invite your father's Qingquan sword, so you can rest assured."

Cangyu immediately waved her hands in fear, "Mother is serious, if she really invited father's sword, then the child's arm will be hard to protect."

If you use that iron-cut sword to let blood out, if you can't grasp the strength well, it will be too late to regret it.

"However, the mother has not told the child how much blood you need before the child knows how deep the knife is."

The knife in Cangyu's hand, the tip of the knife pressed a small round hole on the skin of the arm, with just a little more force, the pointed tip could pierce the skin and draw out the source of blood.

"Now, just cover the bottom of the bowl." When saying this, Zhuang Muchi pushed a small bowl in front of Cangyu,

"But in the future..."

Zhuang Muchi didn't say any more, she knew that Cangyu, who is also a doctor, must understand what she kept silent.

In this matter, she has no right to choose, everything depends on what Cangyu thinks, as long as he has no regrets, it will be fine.

"Mother, when you said that you wanted to find the thousand-year-old Tai Sui, I always felt that you were very obsessed with the poison on Zhuohua's body. Later, you asked the boy to cook the medicine for Zhuohua, and the boy discovered that it was not only because of the two The intimate relationship between family and family is so simple, you still have a sense of guilt in your heart."

Cang Yu looked at Zhuang Muchi, the tip of the knife in his hand had already penetrated into the skin, without even frowning, he saw the deep red blood, drop by drop, slipping from the skin and falling into the bowl middle.

His blood has long been nourished by various medicines, so his blood color has never been bright red.

"Now, Zhuohua has been hurt because of saving me, and Hai'er is obliged to do so. Whether it's your fault or Ba'er's fault, let Ba'er pay for it." Cang Yu smiled lightly.

In front of his eyes, Yun Zhuohua's vivid and angry appearance gradually emerged.

Even he himself didn't realize it, he raised the corners of his lips, and said with a smile, "Furthermore, even if it's not for other reasons, just talking about the relationship between me and Zhuohua, just donating some blood, what's the point?" Disaster."

"As long as she can recover, everything is worth it, mother said, isn't it." Cangyu put the knife on the table, picked up the small bowl from the table, and handed it to Zhuang Muchi.

Zhuang Muchi took the bowl with guilt and relief, and put it back on the table. She took out a bottle of medicinal powder from the medicine box next to her, sprinkled it on Cang Yu's wound, and took the gauze, Wrapped in a circle.

After bandaging Cangyu, Zhuang Muchi lowered her head, held the bowl filled with blood, turned around and walked over to the medicine counter. As she walked, she wiped her eyes twice with her sleeve.

"Go back quickly, you were very tired before, and you haven't recovered yet, and such a big thing happened again, go to rest earlier." Zhuang Muchi spoke lightly, his voice a little hoarse.

Cangyu stared at Zhuang Muchi's bandaged arm, he smiled lightly, "My mother has bandaged up such a simple wound, people who don't know it may think that I have suffered some serious injuries. .”

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(End of this chapter)